The date and time it is minus December 29th, 1991 at approximately seven o'clock in the morning equals my age.
I have a wonderful boyfriend named Jeff who is my everything.
I have an obsession with Marilyn Manson, Motionless in White, astronomy, science in general, and Stephen Hawking.
I am a physics major, astronomy minor, and I play the piano.
I love heavy metal.
I'll beat you in chess.
My personality type is INTJ.
I'm a vegan and I don't have a religion.
I am very misanthropic.
I am anorexic.
I'm straight edge. (Which means I don't do drugs or consume alcohol.)
I would waste time telling you about who I am, yet I'd rather you find out by yourself.
That has to be one of the most ridiculous “diets” ever. If someone wants to marry you, they most likely accepted what you look like and what weight you are at to begin with. I understand wanting to lose weight in order to fit into a certain dress, or to impress others, yet your wedding shouldn’t be this whole body altering superficial extravaganza. This, to me, just seems like yet another case where lazy, uneducated people are desperately searching for the quickest and easiest fix instead of doing things the right and healthy way. In reality, shoving a feeding tube down your throat is most likely not going to be good for your health, it will be very uncomfortable, and I doubt the weight loss will be long term, and you’ll most likely gain it all back the day after the wedding once you probably pass out on the floor and wake up to a binge eating frenzy the next day due to your blood sugar being way off.